Wasteland Commander-Chapter 409 - 100: Failed!

Under the influence of money, War Hawks continuously fly out and join the battle.

Emerging is a One-Star War Hawk, relatively large in size, with the initial twenty thousand War Hawks, they can resist for two to three hours.

The War Hawks circled, protecting the helicopter group, and landed on the rooftops of this financial district.

Twenty helicopters searched and descended on twenty tall buildings.

"Everyone, attention, you must protect the rooftop well, don’t let zombies rush up, this is our evacuation route, absolutely no room for error."

Ye Fan issued the order, and many soldiers came to the edge of the buildings and the fire escape, to prevent any zombies from climbing the stairs to the rooftop.

Ye Fan stood on the rooftop of one building, able to directly see the Empire Bank door on the street below.

Since the apocalypse began, even the stone lions in front of the door have toppled and shattered, and yet this big door remains intact.

On the street before the door, zombies wander constantly, the battle above has not attracted them, they are still in a state of mindlessness.

Seeing this, Ye Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Luckily, there is no Corpse King here, so there is still hope, if there were a Corpse King, this would be a difficult situation.

"Is the next action prepared?"

The special forces captain following Ye Fan immediately reported, "Prepared, we’ve chosen elite soldiers from the special forces and paratrooper units to execute the descent mission, clearing the street zombies as much as possible to leave a safe passage for the commander to descend."

To obtain the gold in the bank vault, the infantry alone is not enough; Ye Fan needs to descend, and an Engineer is needed too.

Unlocking the vault is an important task, ordinary infantry can’t manage it, not even special forces skilled in lock-picking, because this is a bank vault with a password lock.

Quickly, twenty elite special forces and paratrooper soldiers stood out, their bodies smeared with thick zombie blood.

This blood can mask their scent, helping them stand among the corpses.

On their bodies were long ropes, the other end tied to a helicopter.

These ropes are specially made, not only strong enough but also long enough to connect to the ground directly from hundreds of meters high.

The soldiers attached the ropes to their waists, starting to slide down the side of the building.

Their speed was very fast, faster than even the soldiers before the apocalypse.

With a push of their feet, they slid down three floors at once.

In a few minutes, twenty elite soldiers reached the height of the third floor.

They couldn’t go further down; any lower and the large zombies would notice them, posing a direct threat.

These soldiers reached the third floor, entered through broken windows onto the stairs, and then descended quietly.

Ye Fan observed them with a telescope, watching as these soldiers entered the street.

The soldiers held all sorts of silent submachine guns, this mission was conducted lowkey, avoiding triggering loud gunfire; if it reached such an extent, it would inevitably fail.

A soldier walked on the street, approaching the bank door.

He skillfully maneuvered among the zombies, these zombies hadn’t bathed for over a year, their bodies covered in coagulated blood, forming blackened objects and reeking of stench, but he seemed unfazed, advancing without expression.

If it were the beginning of the apocalypse, he could surely approach silently without being noticed, but now the zombies have evolved to a high degree.

A mutated Agile Zombie, with its muscles taut and streamlined, almost walking on all fours, indicating it’s on the verge of Second-level Evolution, nearing a Crawler.

As the special forces soldier passed by this zombie, the zombie suddenly turned its head toward him.

Its devilish, terrifying face locked its scarlet eyes on the special forces soldier.

"Huh~~~~!"

Letting out a low growl from its mouth, the zombie gradually approached the soldier.

It sensed that this guy was different from ordinary zombies; the blood smelled somewhat fresh, implying a hint of food flavor.

It was going to confirm; if this was indeed food, it would tear it apart immediately.

As its head got closer, a stench wafted over.

IWith its long arms, its fingers like ten scythes, incredibly sharp, once it attacks, not just humans, but even wood and stone can be instantly shattered!

The special forces soldier didn’t dare to act hastily now; if he sped up and left at this moment, it would surely draw more attention from this mutated zombie.

He gently raised his gun, slowly advancing.

The distance between him and the zombie was just twenty centimeters when the zombie’s eyes turned blood-red!

It sensed, this wasn’t a fellow zombie, it was human!

Before it could move, the gun barrel was already in its mouth.

Boom!

A soft, muffled shot rang out.

It was a silent weapon, fired inside the zombie’s mouth, hardly made any noise.

The bullet burst through the back of the zombie’s head; this zombie on the verge of second-level evolution plunged to the ground!

And the special forces soldier, after completing this, moved forward without hesitation.

However, the zombies around him, like houseflies smelling blood, swarmed!

As long as fellow zombies are alive, they won’t cannibalize.

Once a fellow zombie dies, it instantly becomes food!

In an instant, countless zombies rushed over, forming a large pile on the ground.

The special forces soldier gently sped up and left this dangerous area.

This was just the performance of one of the twenty special forces members; the rest of the team also encountered varying degrees of crisis.

However, these elite soldiers were not to be underestimated. With their courage and wisdom, they all managed to defuse their crises.

The zombies on the streets started to get restless, continuously converging on where their kind had died, eager to get a piece of the action.

This chaotic scenario affected their judgment, allowing the special forces to get closer to the bank’s entrance.

The special forces had their tasks divided; some were assigned to check the door, while others quietly cleared zombies, trying their best to divert the horde to the surroundings.

They needed to create a path through the zombie-filled streets for Ye Fan and the engineers to come down.

One wave of zombie unrest ended, and another wave immediately began.

The special forces advanced cautiously, and gradually, the number of zombies between the building where Ye Fan was and the bank’s entrance started to decrease.

This process had been ongoing for over an hour, and Ye Fan hadn’t spoken a word, focused intently on the performance of the special forces.

"Not bad... Truly the elite of my Dawn Army, acting swiftly, with clear goals, wasting no energy or doing anything unnecessary. At this rate, we might really enter the bank within two hours."

Ye Fan patiently waited, with his palms slightly sweating.

Just as the foremost special forces member was within twenty meters of the bank entrance, an unexpected situation occurred!

There was a manhole cover on the street in front of the bank.

The manhole cover wobbled a few times before suddenly flying into the sky!

Chit-chit-chit~~~!

A terrifying scene unfolded.

Massive rats erupted from the sewer like a fountain.

The rat fountain was entirely black, reaching a height of over thirty meters.

The rats, each heavier than a dog, surged out of the sewers!

"Not good! These rats’ sense of smell is sharper than that of zombies!"

"It’s unclear whether they smelled the scent of dead zombies or humans, but they emerged from the sewer."

Ye Fan immediately realized that the operation had failed!

With these abominable underground rats, silently approaching the bank was virtually impossible.

Moreover, it’s not just about the mission failing; we can’t let our men die here.

"Everyone! Prioritize survival! Activate the helicopter winch and pull them up for me!"

Everyone still had safety ropes on them, crucial for survival at critical moments.

The soldiers couldn’t care about anything else and immediately began shooting.

Not shooting wasn’t an option, as the rats were charging at them.

And shooting alone wasn’t enough; they immediately pulled the grenades from their bodies and hurled them into the densest clusters of rats.

One, two, three!

Each person threw five grenades within seconds, not to kill as many as possible, but to buy some time to live a bit longer.

As the grenades continued to explode, the tide of rats was temporarily suppressed.

The helicopter winches also quickly activated, rapidly pulling people back.

Some were immediately pulled up, while others, due to the distance, had yet to be lifted.

Time waited for no man, and the temporarily suppressed rats once again went berserk, rushing straight at the special forces!

The helicopter winches spun rapidly, almost smoking.

Yet it still wasn’t fast enough.

Out of twenty who went down, seventeen came up.

Among them, three were instantly reduced to bare bones, and instantly even the bones were completely gnawed away.

Among the seventeen who came up, four were injured.

Two were lightly injured, nothing serious, one was missing a leg, and another was missing two legs!

Before they could ascend, the rats jumped and quickly gnawed off a person’s leg!

These two injured ones will forever be on crutches, and the other will spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Watching such a scene unfold before his eyes, Ye Fan’s eyes turned red.

Yet before he could do anything, two cries came from within the rat tide.

Ye Fan recognized that sound, it was the call of the Rat King!

There was a Rat King here, and two of them at that!

But it was entirely untraceable; the streets were now overrun with rats, like a rolling carpet, making one’s scalp tingle with disgust.

Moreover, the rats were incredibly climbing up the buildings!

Influenced by the rat tide, a loud cry from a mutated bird came from the distant sky again.

A Bird King appeared too, also two of them!

Ye Fan couldn’t dwell on sorrow and anger and shouted for a retreat.

Everyone quickly boarded the helicopter, and under the cover of War Hawk, while the rat tide hadn’t climbed the building and the flock of mutated birds hadn’t arrived, they made a hasty escape from Nantong City.

The first attempt to rob the bank’s vault failed!